'I would like to be more

Than a turnip in the turf

Or a well-fed cat on a settee.'

I must have carried such a thought

Into my dreams last night.

 

And nipping sharply at its heels,

So succinctly put by my parents,

'Don't get your liver in a quiver.

Put an arrow in your bow, and GO!'

Because I woke up, chuckling.

 

I blew a kiss into morning sunlight

And thought of all the people

Whose wisdom, however oddly shared,

Fashioned my life.

And I gave thanks, deep and grateful thanks!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cynthia Buell Thomas, August, 2020